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 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
liz
I pick up the phone
and see that you said hello today.
I break apart inside.

I can't pretend
that I have the love
that you have for me.
It's just not right.

This is so messed up.
I'm taking five steps,
and always turning right.
Around and around we go.

I don't understand
how you can stare at my walls
and want to
break them down.

I would of gladly
opened up my walls
and let you in
in time.

*This is not okay.
Reality
That stone cold word
That ***** out all your life

Reality
Is this world
With hunger, pain and strife

Reality
Is when you see
That beggar on the street

Reality
Is when you know
That you must admit defeat

Reality
Is death and loss
And not knowing what comes after

But Reality
Can be fun
And filled with joy and laughter

Reality
Is the time you spent
With everyone you love

Reality
Is lying down
And seeing the stars above

Reality
Is a perfect day
Where nothing seems amiss

Reality
Is your first love
Or marriage's sealing kiss

Reality
Is good and bad
Depending how you see it

Reality
Is what you want
If you just have the spirit
I don't really like reality (until we all gain wizard powers), but as far as I`m concerned this poem speaks the truth.
you are a planet
                              
                           ­       but i am a star


*(i am bigger than you, i will burn your eyes out, and i do not orbit around you)
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
Erenn
Hole
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
Erenn
When you close your eyes
At the moment’s peak
Do you hear life’s lies
Whenever you try to speak
That demise you held on
That guilt you deny but prolong
You try to get out
But this weir will only make you drown

You try to shout
But nobody listen
The darkness subdues
You’re numb but not frozen

You let it in
The agony that you breathe
You mold it all in
Yearning for that rapture
Is that all you desire?
For that temporary bliss?

Not realizing you've fallen deep
*Into the unending abyss
Don't let it consume you.
You are better than this.
Addiction has its decisions.
Choose,
For better or for worse?
(Inspired by true events of my friends that passed on and the film Donnie Darko)
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
ck
Nothing.
 Sep 2014 Yanni Nacpil
ck
Waiting and
waiting
and
waiting
nothing at the
end
and
beginnings
do not exist.
To lose what I've gained would be such a wonderful thing.
Losing is winning
It's crazy how you once called me baby
crazy how everything has gone hazy
And crazy how I can't breath without shaking

It's funny how you once said you loved me
Funny how everything is hanging by a tee
And funny how I can't shake this wanton feeling to just be
How badly do you want Me?
Will you give Me your all?
If I asked you to serve Me,
Would you answer My call?


Lord, I do want to serve You,
I do hear Your call;
But I let the world pull me
In ways You don't want at all.


I wish you would listen
And give Me your time
Instead of wasting it daily,
Ignoring all My signs.


Lord...yes...I hear You...
I've opened up my eyes
I see where I'm going,
And now I realize

I'm nothing without You
Let Me be your all
I do want to serve You
Just answer My call.
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